All of the things I endured

And what others saw in you

I wonder how and why it took me so long

To realize all the wrong paths that you made me take

For your own benefit 

Fuck this shit and what you wrote about it

You might think, you might say

I know who my friends are

You might think, you might believe

You're running out of time



Understanding is the reason

And anger is the motivation

To cast a light on these actions

So many lies are told

Sold for your own benefit



Fuck this shit and what you wrote about it

You might think, you might believe

I know who my friends are

You might think, you might believe

You're running out of time